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Welding In Pink
MK (20-10-1983 / MYANMAR)

Welding In Pink

Poem By MYAT KYAW

Even though sound organs are not dance,
The words are flowing out.
Even though a pair of ears are lost,
We can hear the sound of flower growing.
The pink words that will be saying by eyes
And the pink words that will be heard with ears
If it will be made up by mixing white and red,
it will be so bad.

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